Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2012 09:16:35 -0700
From: Mark James
Subject: Casual Contact 4-Morning Protein by Mark James
I usually eat breakfast in a fast food restaurant on the way to work. They
don't open until 7:00 A. M. and I am usually the only customer at that time
of day. Usually one of the employees went around and cleaned the windows,
restrooms etc. at this time. I wouldn't have minded doing him but he never
showed any interest. Today he was explaining the process to another guy, so
I guess they had hired another employee.
A couple of days later he was operating by himself. He walked down the
aisle next to me with his cleaning equipment and went into the restroom. He
was a twink and his pants rode low on his hips. He was a cute blond. He
looked to be about 14 but I knew he had to be at least 18 in order to get a
job there. When he finished in the restroom and came back down the aisle, I
looked up and followed his progress up the aisle. I glanced at his crotch
but there was no bulge so there was nothing to look at there.
This went on for two or three days and then on the fourth day, I noticed
there was a bulge at his crotch which he stroked as he walked by.
The next day he turned around when he reached the restroom and stroked his
cock through his pants while he stared directly at me. I reached down and
stroked my own cock which had suddenly become very hard. Of course he could
see what I was doing. He went into the restroom and came back a couple of
seconds later with a cleaning in process sign which he sat in the hall
right in front of the door. He had never done that before. He looked at me,
nodded his head sideways the way you do when you want someone to come
toward you and went back inside the restroom.
I was the only other person in the eating area. I left my breakfast on the
table and walked down the aisle and into the restroom.
He immediately dropped to his knees. I loosened my jeans and let my cock
flop out over the elastic band of my briefs. He reached out and gently took
hold of my balls, and licked the end of my cock as he glanced up at me as
if asking permission.
"Eat me," I said.
He slid his lips over my cock and sucked on it as he fondled my balls.
I took off my shirt. He pushed up my t-shirt and ran his hands over my
torso and he licked and slurped at my cock.
"Oh yeah, suck it man, Suck my cock."
He sucked for a while and then he licked up and down my shaft,
intermittently taking a detour down to lick and suck on my balls.
"Take me all the way man, deep throat my cock," I pleaded.
He went down and down and took it all the way.
"Oh fuck man. That is so good. Now suck me up and down all the way. Oh fuck
yeah man. Oh yeah. Suck me man, I'm going to come."
I pulled my cock out of his mouth. He held his mouth open and I shot my
load in his mouth and all over his chin. He swallowed it down and used his
fingers to collect it off of his face and to bring the cum to his mouth.
We exchanged places. He got up and dropped his pants and I dropped to my
knees. I couldn't wait to get his cock down my throat.
His cock was covered with pre-cum and I kicked his cock up down to get it
all and then I deep throated his cock and started sucking him
energetically. I knew we didn't have much time and I desperately wanted his
load down my throat.
Damn, I loved his cock. It was just the right size.
"Oh fuck yeah man, eat me. Oh, Oh Oh, Jesus man. You're a good cocksucker."
I loved deep throating his cock and then pulling all the way and going back
down again. I had him shaking and shivering as I quickly brought him to
orgasm. I hated to rush it but cum in the mouth is better than frustration.
"Oh shit man, here it comes," he said.
I grabbed hold of his butt and buried his cock in my throat as he blew his
load. God, I was in heaven.
Then it was over and we rushed to get our clothes back in place. I left,
went back to finish my breakfast and he collected his cleaning kit, picked
up the cleaning in progress sign and as he walked by down the aisle he
winked at me.
I had a protein breakfast almost every day for about six months and then
one day Paul just wasn't there any more.
I asked where he went of his replacement and he just said, "He got fired."
Damn.
But, I knew his phone number.